nasty when you need it.

by Dull Ache

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1.
invoke hysteria in a threatened area remove any barrier from healing America what's it gonna take to be nasty when you need it? what do we lose being kind? would you be okay being the bastard undefeated if you succeeded? tell me who to fight for healthcare as a right give me something i can touch so that i can throw a punch what's it gonna take to be nasty when you need it? what do we lose being kind? would you be okay being the bastard undefeated if you succeeded? i believe that violent release is something that we need it's something that everyone seems to get except the left. god bless the left, but there is no left left.
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i live in a fantasy where everyone hates me and it's okay and it feeds me when they act against me in my brain i know that it's petty but it's my thing and i want it great, i welcome the hate stakes, they begin to raise don't wait, give it to me straight take everything i've made put em in a box and away from me take them out for walks for them all to see i don't give a fuck if you fuck with me you are out of luck, it's my fantasy constrained by the fantasy that their heads are empty except for me and when they think about me i know that they hate me it's plain to see and I'm not projecting no I'm not projecting, I'm not i take a look at my ugly liberal friends the joke is over they said
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i'm petty oh so petty i'm petty just like tom petty get ready nobody is quite ready to get heavy quite like tom petty look at all that money wasted look at how my body's wasted look at all the negative spaces look at how we're all complacent i think i know but i don't really even know half of it, less than that my body grows i struggle to catch up with it sitting back, getting fat my body knows but it doesn't wanna tell me and i don't wanna know i don't want to get old i don't want to grow but I think i'll have to
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rock shows 03:46
"Why don't I go to rock shows?" I ask myself. "The genre should be celebrated!" I tell myself. "Why don't I go to rock show?" I ask a higher power. "I can't figure out my shit." I begin to mull it over. "Sometimes the music sucks." This is true, "But that's not really it." "Sometimes I'm claustrophobic." This is true, "But that's not really it." "Sometimes the crowd's too rough." This is true, "But that's not really it." "Sometimes the crowd is not rough enough." I am going in circles. "I can't figure out my shit." I lament in what I am missing "I could be part of something special," I tell myself, "My own little piece of dirty magic!" But then I think about actually going to a show. "But I'm trapped, afraid of myself, and it's tragic." Bummer.
5.
me and friends we get together to describe our actions, roll the dice to pretend we become people who are not our real selves. and if we've learned one thing, it's every story is the same and what a precious scene, watching your friends change tv eye on a Saturday night. We are describing a fight. now if you'll excuse me, my dungeon awaits...
6.
it could be my brain, if i let it be i could be a machine accessory i could touch my friends through a silver screen i could give them everything they want from me but i suck at my cell phone! i have no content, and i have no likes! and this scene is a hellhole where I am not wanted! i hear the bell toll, the place became haunted and scary at night! i bust out my cell phone flash light! auto-correct the right things to say, i'm sorry, i'm sorry i can't text back cause I'm watching tv, I'm sorry but i suck at my cell phone! i have no content, and i have no likes! and this scene is a hellhole where i am not wanted! i hear the bell toll, the place became haunted and scary at night! i bust out my cell phone flash light! what's that? notification! i'll take replying back into consideration what's that? another text message!
7.
ayy lmao 04:38
i was here before all these losers you don't hear the door close i can smell fear on all these losers tell me it's not in your nose you tell me that it's all in my mind like that gets me to leave it all behind well I say hahahahaha, oh my god hahahahaha, you really thought that I'd be sure of something someday well by now you know that's not the case it's been years and i can't shake the feeling that instilling your fears isn't healing and i can't help feeling like a fool but every single feeling, that's my schooling and the class ain't ruling me no more i'm approaching the age where i know what I'm doing before i do it and it's appropriate to say hahahahaha hehehehe
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bad posture loner yes i am a late to work stoner master of boners i just fall apart when I'm alone stuck between invisibility and wanting everyone to notice me i am the face of mediocrity you know it's true but you hope it's wrong that no one is happy where you're from come over to my house let's get stoned on the computer it gets cold in the cold stuck between invisibility and wanting everyone to notice me i am the face of mediocrity stuck inside a stupid fantasy where everyone that i know just hates me under attack from friends and family and it feeds me.
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nasty/need 02:14
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10.
nurse 03:01
it feels like we are breaking up? i feel it i don't know if i'm strong enough to heal It it's not my fight to call a bluff i know it but I don't know how bad it'll suck if i blow it i don't know it just give me a day without a toothpaste stain for confidence and i could remake the world again communist but i'm afraid to solve a fight between friends it's heavy i hate that it feels like it's up to me it doesn't have to be i could be happy but i don't really know the directions of the winds that chose to blow and it shows it hit me like a brick to the nose and i don't really see why it had to end in hurting me but i've always been lonely

about

“anybody can become angry, that is easy; but to be angry with the right person, and to the right degree, and at the right time, and for the right purpose, and in the right way, that is not within everybody's power, that is not easy.” -some racist

this record started as an expression of my indignation over a recent push by some leftist commentators called force the vote, and the general sense of cloying complacency among most folks about the "return to status quo". all this while billionaires have increased their wealth by almost more then $1 trillion since the start of the pandemic, attempts to unionize have been shut down across the country, and it looks like hate crimes have not diminished despite mass censorship from big tech.

it's fucked up cause while I was writing and recording these songs, numerous issues in my personal life appeared, seemingly out of nowhere(bold-faced lie), that would question the idea of righteous anger, what separates it from shallower feelings of personal belittlement, and whether or not that separation exists. if our society was created to help a small number of people maintain power, what does honor really mean? how do the concepts of honor and dignity keep us trapped in the commodified, patriarchal reality that we wish to escape? if righteous anger is justified, then what's it gonna take for us to be nasty when we need it?

can't we all just get along? ayy lmao.

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released May 9, 2021

guitars- Airline Twin Tone "the dork", Gibson SG "the fork"
bass- Douglas Pisces "doug"
recorded direct to iPad through iRig (iCaramba!)
drums- Linndrum (garageband)
mic- Shure MV88
garageband- iPad Air 2

all songs written between the beginning of time-this very moment

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